The White Wolf (TEMPORARY HIATUS ADOPTION)

🌕Chapter 1: Why?🌕

   Hello everyone! As I stated before this is not mine it still belongs to the author. This is just a temporary adoption until they're ready physically and mentally to come back. Also, go listen to the song from the original chapter as I can't put it in 😅. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this!

3rd person P.O.V:

  Why? This is the biggest question of all. 'Why would they not tell him? Why would they hide it? Why would they hurt him like this?! ' He thought to himself as he ran. Those questions will remain unanswered for now, but let's go back to yesterday to how it all began.

~One Day Earlier~

   Stiles was never normal. He's embraced that since he was a child, and his mother always reminded him of that. 'Embrace your uniqueness from you and the others, because that's what makes you special. That's what makes you you.' Stiles could still hear her voice whispering to him when he was depressed about being different. 

    Even at a young age, he knew he was different at home by familial traits. His parents both had blue eyes while his eyes were whiskey brown. He'd never questioned it before, and he just left it alone. That is until his curiosity got the better of him, so he went ahead and asked his dad.

   " Hey, Dad um... can I ask you a question?" Stiles asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

 " Sure go ahead, son." 

  " So I noticed something since I was a kid, and I was wondering if I was adopted? Because I look nothing like you and Mom." He asked bluntly.

  John was shocked to his very core. He didn't think that his son would notice, but then again he is smart for his age. Plus it was probably easier to figure these things out for a nineteen-year-old. John sighed sadly and looked at his son.

  " Yes son you were adopted, but that doesn't mean that your mother and I loved you any differently. We loved you with all of our heart, and we still love you as if you were our own."

  Stiles felt something suddenly shift inside of him. He didn't know what it was but soon recognized it as betrayal, sadness, and anger. John was regretful as soon as he saw his son's crestfallen face but out of nowhere, his face was stone cold.

   " Then who are my real parents." He gritted it out as a statement, not a question.

The sheriff was surprised at the cold tone his son spoke with, but he knew better than to stall any longer.

  " Your real father is Quil IV Ateara, but he went MIA before you were born. As for your real mother, her name is Renee Swan. It was forbidden to reproduce with a 'pale face' as they would call it." John explained briefly.

   " What's a pale face?" Stiles was so confused about all of it, and it was starting to get to him.

  " Well, Quil was part of a Native American tribe in La Push, Washington. In their tribe reproducing with a white person was restricted and wasn't allowed." 

 At least there's one thing he understands now.

   " Okay, so I'm gonna need a few days to think this over. Um... I'll be at Scott's." He just needed time to process this information. 

  He sighed as he arrived at his best friend's house. Stiles hopped out of his Jeep and knocked on Scott's door. When Scott answered the door he had a shocked look on his face. Stiles and he hadn't talked much since the Nogitsune incident. Little did Stiles know that Scott held his fury deep inside himself. He blamed Stiles for Allison's death, and he would never forgive that asshole.